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He carefully applied Vaseline to the tattooed area to prevent irritation. Ointment could cause scabbing, so it was out. Sex carried a risk of bacterial infection too—and Nayae would be in a lot of pain—but that could be disinfected later. Tattoos, once the domain of gangsters, had become fashionable even among ordinary people these days. Of course, the one he'd given Nayae was as far from fashion as could be; showing it to anyone would spell disaster. Yuchan had once been intrigued by tattoos himself. But unnecessary marks on the body made it easy to get caught. They were key physical identifiers for suspects. That was why the targets of his tattoo kit had all been women who pleased him.
"Um... is it ready now?"
While he set up the camcorder and lights, Nayae asked timidly. Her face was still twisted in pain from the stinging. Ideally, she'd rest without stimulation for a day, but he had no such consideration for her.
Nayae sat on the bed with her legs spread wide before the camera. This footage was far from blackmail material. It was purely an hors d'oeuvre to stoke Yuchan's lust.
"Begin."
Nayae spread her legs even wider for the camera's ease. Her tightly clenched lower lip parted, revealing her inner labia glistening like morning dew. This incorrigible girl was already wetting herself at the mere idea of filming something shameful.
"H-hello, I'm Choi Nayae, a 20-year-old repeater student."
The conditioning didn't rewrite her basic common sense. Filming herself naked, spouting obscenities for the camera, was still mortifying and humiliating to her.
"From today, I'll stop pretending to be human and live as Teacher's sex slave. Um... first, I'd like to thank my parents for raising me so preciously. Thanks to them, Nayae grew up strong enough to serve as Teacher's cum dump."
Nayae pulled up childhood photos from her phone gallery and flipped through them for the camera. From her kindergarten days, elementary, middle, high school, and recent shots. The entire life story of Choi Nayae, from birth to ripe female maturity, was captured in detail. Even those who'd forgotten her would remember upon seeing these. If anyone ever saw this video, her life would be over. That chilling dread only fueled her massive arousal.
"These tits, which guys groped every day, were personally decorated by Teacher. Nayae's nipples, which could do nothing but stand stiff, are now condom racks like this."
"Doing well?"
"Hehe."
Yuchan praised her ad-lib mastery without a script, gazing intently at her breasts. Nayae's lower belly twitched at the approval. It felt so ecstatic to bare herself completely, hiding nothing.
A full pack of condoms dangled from the clothespin piercing her nipple. The top student at the academy was pimping herself out like a whore, complete with decorations no prostitute would touch.
"Nayae's such a slut she spreads for anyone, so Teacher gave me this tattoo. It won't ever fade, they say. No one's gonna marry me now. Haa~"
With a mock sigh, Nayae uncovered her pussy and exposed it straight to the camera. The vertical words—one per side—gleamed under the bright light.
"Left labia says 'used pussy,' right one 'cum toilet.' If Nayae ever gets a boyfriend, I'm ordered to photo this and send it before our first night."
No one but Teacher could ever see her like this. Her face flushed crimson with shame, but her pussy twitched consciously. Her massively swollen clitoris throbbed and swelled unbearably compared to before.
"From now on, I'll have tons of sex with this hole Teacher developed. Nayae's a worthless student whose only value is milking Teacher's cum."
Yuchan stopped recording after her beaming smile and wide-open display. He had no patience left to hold back.
Nayae panted raggedly, gazing at him with eyes begging for a reward.
"Did I do good?"
"Of course. Perfect."
"Ugh, my crotch still stings."
The anesthesia was wearing off, her labia red and inflamed—a pity, but no mercy from him.
"So you hate it?"
"No, it's all true. Nothing to say."
Yuchan was handy, so the letters were printed-perfect in elegant script. Nayae licked her lips and spread her hole wide for him.
"Quick, put it in... I did everything you said... ❤"
Her pussy ached desperately for his cock. Teacher would rape her now, scraping her itchy walls with his hardness, showering her fragile mind with insults and brutality.
Yuchan plopped into the bathroom chair he'd fetched.
"You expect me to work for Nayae? Come down here and serve."
"Oh, right. I-I'll serve with my pussy quick."
Like a squirrel spotting an acorn, Nayae scurried down and tore open the condom pack from her nipple.
"So... this side's the front..."
Grasping the cum catcher awkwardly, she rolled the oversized condom—regular ones would rip—onto his massive cock. Her hand stroked him through the thin latex.
"Done!"
As soon as it was on, Nayae dropped to all fours like a dog. Reaching between her legs, she fumbled his rigid shaft. Her cool fingers on his heat made the contrast stark. She strained to nestle it into her slick, drenched folds. But after so long, or maybe because he was too big, it wouldn't go in.
Pitying her efforts, Yuchan grabbed his cock and shoved it in himself. The sensation of her tight mucosa forcibly parted. Her pussy, at the peak of arousal, was scorching hot and melted slick, frictionless.
"Haaang...!!!"
Her torso arched like a bow as she knelt penitently, taking him. The pussy sex she'd craved so badly.
"Th-this... too thick... hiiyaat... ❤"
Drugs, constant stimulation, and forced abstinence had her hypersensitive; mere insertion made her flawless nude quake in orgasm. Her smooth waist muscles twisted wildly, chasing ecstasy.
"Cumming from one thrust. What a bitch I've raised."
"Yesss~ B-but... too big and thick... can't handle it... ❤"
Her body slumped again. Her pussy, spasming like an electric onahole even at rest, relaxed to normal.
"Who said anything about enduring?"
"I'll move! Shake my hips... ❤"
Like she'd inhaled drugs, Nayae wailed in bliss and rocked her hips slowly back and forth. A schoolgirl's voluntary onahole service, no hands needed—pure luxury. Her pale pink anus winked as if seeking pleasure. Her round ass and hips had such improbable volume for an Asian girl; they'd grip perfectly. Her dangling tits twisted every which way. As her waist swayed, his cock swam gleaming through her juices inside her.
"Haaang... too... tight... Teacher's cock... so hard... haa... ❤"
Panting wildly, Nayae hit her second climax in under 30 seconds. Too delicious. As she slumped again, purring huskily, she asked,
"H-how is it? Feel good, Teacher, Nayae's service?"
Absurd.
"Just twitching on the tip? Who said serve? I said use me as a masturbation toy."
"B-but I was squeezing hard with my pussy... sorry..."
"No."
She didn't get it. Her motions barely swallowed half his length. Her textbook-tight pussy needed time to adjust, but she thought she'd taken it all. Yuchan gripped her hips and yanked her back, burying himself fully.
"Kkuuk...!!!"
Her cervix smashed by his glans, Nayae yelped and pitched forward. Still, 20% remained outside.
"Wh-what was that?"
"Just fully sheathing my cock in your cunt. A bit left, so endure more."
"Huh?"
Ignoring her daze, he yanked harder.
"Hiiiiiik... ❤"
His cock rammed like it aimed to shatter her cervix. Nayae felt impaled by a massive harpoon. Big, yes, but this burdensome? Her soft ass clenched rigid in climax.
"Gotta go this deep."
"Ack...!! Agh...!! Hurts...!!"
He thrust up sharply, assaulting her depths. Her immature cervix throbbed with vomit-inducing pressure under each blow.
"T-Teacher... Nayae's womb... haang... breaking... gentler please... ❤"
Clamped in his stubborn grip, she dangled like his onahole, treated as a cum extractor. The motions made it vividly real.
"Don't care if your womb breaks, bitch. Squeeze properly, you retard slut."
"Hiek..!!"
His huge hand slapped her ass like drumming a gong. Flesh wrapped his palm; the smack echoed with her scream. Nayae knew it now: she'd never known true female joy before. What Hyunwoo did wasn't even sex. Real sex melted your brain in happiness—not abstract oneness or whispers of love, but dense satisfaction nothing else could match. Every nerve from fingertip to toe convulsed in sexual rapture.
"Good... good... love cock..."
How had she lived without this? Her mind warped. She didn't know her expression. Each thrust whited out her vision, tears spilling unwittingly.
"C-cummingcummingcumming... pounding my cervix makes me cuuum... ❤"
After flailing in his grasp, her body stiffened, then jolted like electrocuted.
"Ugrrrgh... ❤"
Her pussy clenched viciously, milking him. Nayae beamed in bliss, eyes rolling back.
"Teacher..."
"Why talk like you've finished alone? We're just starting."
Three brutal orgasms already—not soft waves, but body-wracking spasms. Her inner walls, hypersensitive, quivered around him; holding him might trigger another.
"Yess~ Nayae's Teacher's cum dump... use me however... ❤"
She gazed lovingly. She didn't know what more would do, but fear and anticipation swelled for uncharted territory.
"If I shatter in Teacher's hands... I'll be happy."
Ah, so this is happiness. Nayae smiled faintly and embraced him.